Creative Writing

Storm Clouds

The darkness

Before the coming rain

Covers the room, and

Enlarges the shadows.

Your hatred of me

Takes me under its dark wings:

A cocoon, a shelter that

Hides and chides, slowly becoming

My view of myself.

When I left,

You told me that the rain was coming,

And I didn’t believe you when

You said

I should go.

“I should go”,

You said,

And I didn’t believe you when

You told me that the rain was coming

When I left.

My view of myself

Hides and chides, slowly becoming

A cocoon, a shelter that

Takes me under its dark wings.

Your hatred of me

Enlarges the shadows,

Covers the room – and

Before the coming rain,

The Darkness.

15/12/2020

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